King of Hearts by Trent Jordan

Author:Trent Jordan [Jordan, Trent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TJ Creations
Published: 2025-12-23T00:00:00+00:00

16

SARAH

Like most times up to this point, Cassius told me on relatively short notice to get ready.

It was the day before Thanksgiving, and while we’d spoken some by text since the photoshoot, he’d been strangely distant. Not in a bad way, not like I felt like he was retreating, but in a way that suggested to me he was grappling with something. What was obviously anyone’s guess—probably something with his family or me—but I could not glean any specifics from his words or his actions.

That was, up until Tuesday night, when he told me to be ready to spend the next few days at his private home in Wyoming. When I told him that I had intended to return to Phoenix to be with my dad for Thanksgiving, he said that he’d make sure I was home in time for Thanksgiving dinner. That meant that we would be taking a flight Wednesday morning, and I’d be back in Phoenix by two p.m. the following day. A quick visit, but…

A curious one.

Unlike Las Vegas, unlike New York City, unlike even the photoshoot, I couldn’t see any professional reason why we’d head to Wyoming. If we were doing photos of us, sure, it was hard to imagine a more scenic backdrop than what the Grand Tetons and other parts of Wyoming could provide. But my artwork had never revolved around nature like that, and Cassius made no mention of photoshoots for us out there anyways.

All of this was to say that when I arrived at the private terminal at Reid Airport Wednesday morning, I wanted to see if Cassius gave any hint. The vehicle I rode in the back of drove right up to his plane, and I emerged to find Cassius standing at the stairs of his plane, arms folded, sunglasses on, wearing a button-down shirt with no tie and a blue jacket. He looked fucking incredible, but the looks captured my attention only momentarily before something hit me.

I couldn’t even recall Cassius folding his arms. I was no body language expert, but that usually suggested being closed off or cold to someone or something. Cassius had never felt the need to be guarded—until now, apparently.

“Hello,” I said.

“Plane’s taking off in five,” he said. There was something clipped, maybe even nervous, about his voice. “Get in and get comfortable.”

“What are we going to do today?” I said.

Cassius shrugged, not a hint of a smile forming.

“Relax. Take some photos. See where the day takes us.”

This was so unlike Cassius. Now I wasn’t nervous, I was suspicious. Cassius let nothing, life included, take him along for its whims; he took other things along for his whims. Where the fuck was this going?

I got on the plane, got buckled up, and sat across from Cassius. He sat down, crossed his leg, and smiled at me. But the smile wasn’t the controlling, cocky smile. It was… maybe not nervous, but curious, eager to see something.

Were we about to fuck in the air? Was this what

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